Man, this is the toughest week to be an American expat living abroad as there are few things I love more than the Thanksgiving holiday. Having friends and family gathered around my dining room table any time of year; with candles flickering and a fire crackling in the fireplace; lively chatter and laughter interspersed between bites of hearty casseroles or homemade pie is pretty much my idea of bliss. And while I appreciate a fancy "pull out all the stops" china and flower arrangements type of shin-dig; my true tendency, if I were hosting, is to keep it simple… a little something like this….
… a few votives, simple fragrant greens….
Alas, we will be spending Thanksgiving in London this year. My guy has to work; so I've hunted down a restaurant serving 'American Thanksgiving' for the girls and I. And while it will probably not come close to satisfying our taste buds (i.e. how could they possibly compete with mom's cornbread dressing or sweet potato casserole); it will at least help us feel connected to that beloved tradition of stopping to give thanks for all the goodness in our lives… which is worth celebrating wherever we are.
… until we can gather again.